When Music Feels Like Coffee for the Soul The first time the lights dimmed and Conan Gray walked on stage, I swear the entire arena exhaled at once. That kind of collective sigh, the mix of anticipation, relief, and electricity, isn’t all that different from the first sip of coffee in the morning. It’s warm, grounding, and a little bit life-saving. I went to see Conan Gray twice. Once because I couldn’t not. My daughter’s favorite artist and my favorite artist, Maisie Peters, touring together?! Yes, please. And the…